fuck you, you dumb cunt
and where was the turning point?
its an old feeling

My Japanese steam
Kisha on the patio
please suck my dick sir

Green sword suicide
first day of boxing college
bird shit on my arm

nobody would come
Michelangelo’s birthday
what a sad turtle

she was just diking
they’ll never take me alive
whats the plan spacetree

while i was at work
free slurpees were given out
california club

twenty five cent check
got a free appetizer
i thought i got caught

make me feel like shit
i didnt eat your pankakes
searching for boxes

i lied to them all
and succeed every time
when will this all stop

if steve had asked me:
what is the matter with you?
id say: fuck you steve

kill you sister/knife
this modays gone to heaven
re-do sports body

it makes me wonder
if life were better backwards
like a vagina

a text from my mom
how did i ever like this
cross country is gay

a nonchalant tool
i want a double skateboard
strapped to a drum kit

taylor kings ice cream
pictures of conners girlfriend
my stubble woman

my life is complete
a factor of zero noise
updating your calls

both bored and busy
i think that we just nailed it
im sick of all this

well who fuckin knew
it wasnt a solution
tom cruise eulogy

space blank space blank space
i could have sworn i was god<
we’re all out of beer

performance system
a god homeless deity
rein on me mister

saga of ryzom
gluttony gutter rapist
if you asked i would

nobody’s perfect
the sisters would go to hell
if spell check was real

i can still believe
the glow from our burning bones
liquidate my funds

why would you do that
i got a text from my mom<
you should have been there